Chapter 239 Sneak In

The man in the shadows thought for a moment before slowly walking out.

His expression, which had just relaxed, became alert again. His small eyes flashed with suspicion.

"Aren't you here to clean up the bodies? How come you don't even know where the two elders went?"

The man stood firm, his fingers slightly bent, and squinted at Zhao Jue.

Although Zhao Jue panicked for a moment and knew that he was too hasty, he still pretended to be calm and shook his head slowly.

He said, "I really don't know where the two elders went."

"It was not the two elders who ordered us to come to Bianzhou, but Elder Yaoguang. Even before we came to Bianzhou, we didn't know what to do."

Yaoguang? The man looked at Zhao Jue's face and pondered.

If it was Elder Yaoguang who ordered it, it would be understandable that he didn't know the other two elders, but why would Elder Yaoguang, who was far away in the capital, specially send a few people to Bianzhou to deal with the bodies?

With doubt, the man asked: "When did you come to Bianzhou? Do you know about Bianzhou?"

"I know." Zhao said affirmatively.

"We arrived in Bianzhou ten days ago. I came from Shu. What could happen in Bianzhou? It's nothing more than the Bu Tian Bao Jing..."

"And two elders took the initiative to assassinate a Jinyiwei."

The man nodded, as long as it matched. But I didn't expect that the time when the Xuanwu Seven Stars arrived in Bianzhou was earlier than them.

What is this? Are they monitoring them?

He shook his head helplessly. The superiors were so suspicious. I don't know whether they don't trust them or the Bu Tian Bao Jing cannot be lost. I think it should be the former.

Just as he was thinking, Zhao asked with a smile: "Which constellation are you from? Azure Dragon or Suzaku?"

"Suzaku, Ghost Golden Sheep." The man said in a low voice, sighed, and then continued, "Since we came to the villa, we Suzaku..."

"A bit inferior."

In the man's expectation, Zhao would laugh twice. After all, they have been a bit embarrassed in the past few months.

But Zhao just came over and patted his shoulder, comforting him: "It's a small matter. Everyone will be frustrated for a while. If the sky falls, there will be tall people to support it."

The man smiled awkwardly. In order not to continue to poke his pain, he quickly changed the topic.

"It's rare to have a confidant. It's just that I have nothing to do recently. Let's go and have a drink."

"Please." Zhao walked in front and raised his hand to lead the way.

"I know a good restaurant, let's go."

After that, Zhao pulled the man in another direction without saying a word. For this kind of thing, you have to choose the place yourself, mainly to avoid acquaintances.

What if he suddenly meets an acquaintance while drinking, and then calls him "Lord Zhao"? Wouldn't that ruin his business!

Although such coincidences are rare, it's better to be safe than sorry.

Be careful, okay!

The two walked side by side, turned a few corners, and walked from a bustling place to a place with few people. The man's expression changed as he walked along. The surrounding environment looked less and less like he was going to drink, but more like he was going to kill someone to silence him.

"Hey, this, this, brother Muxie. Are we going to drink? Why are we going further and further away?"

"Good wine is not afraid of a narrow alley. Besides, it's better to be remote!" Zhao explained with a smile.

With suspicion, the man always kept a half-step distance from Zhao. What he didn't expect was that after turning the corner, there was actually a small tavern.

"Brother Jinyang, this is it." Zhao said with a smile as he pushed the door open.

After walking in, the man was a little dumbfounded. Although this tavern was small, it had everything. Especially when he pushed the door in, the aroma of wine hit him, and he knew the wine must be good.

"Brother Muxie, how did you find this place?"

Zhao smiled and whispered in his ear: "Brother Jinyang, I tell you, you can't say anything. I am from Bianzhou."

"Oh!" The man suddenly realized that it was no wonder that he could find such a small place. That's why.

But he didn't notice that when Zhao leaned against his ear, he quietly gestured to the shopkeeper behind the counter.

The shopkeeper nodded slightly and hurriedly greeted: "Two gentlemen, what do you want to drink? The wine brewed by our shop has always been the signature of our shop. Do you want to try it? Don't worry, it's not good, and we don't charge you!"

Seeing that the shopkeeper understood, Zhao waved his hand and said boldly: "Two pots first, and then a few side dishes!"

After that, he sat down with the man. The shopkeeper nodded, turned around and walked to the back, pushed open the kitchen door, and personally poured wine for the two.

He whispered to the waiter who was preparing the dishes, "Don't poison the chopsticks."

"Ah?" The waiter was stunned for a moment, looked at the shopkeeper strangely, and asked quietly in a low voice: "Then where should I poison? Wipe the bowl?"

"Don't put it anywhere! Use clean ones, the people outside are our family!" The shopkeeper explained.

The waiter nodded and went to do his own thing.

Soon the wine and food were served, and the two of them were not polite. A glass of wine and a bite of food, chatting casually.

Until the two pots of wine were drunk by each person outside, Zhao Jue waved his hand, "Brother Jinyang, I really can't drink anymore, I'm drunk."

"Next time, drink next time."

"Shopkeeper, pay the bill!"

The sleepy shopkeeper came back to his senses in an instant, moved his fingers on the abacus, and finally reported five taels of silver. Zhao Jue didn't say much, threw five taels of silver, and walked out the door with the man.

The man put his arm around Zhao Jue's shoulders, "It's not that I dislike my brother, my alcohol tolerance is really poor!"

"Not in good condition! When you are in good condition, how can you drink more than me?" Zhao Jue curled his lips, looking unconvinced.

"Next time, next time when you are in good condition, come again!" The man smiled and patted Zhao Jue's shoulder.

Zhao Jue patted his chest and said heroically: "Then let's meet the day after tomorrow! Still here!"

"Okay!" The man agreed.

......

Two days later, it was still the tavern, and Zhao Jue was still drunk first, still unconvinced, and still made an appointment for two days later.

But after parting ways this time, Zhao Jue turned a corner and returned to the tavern.

After closing the door, the shopkeeper blew out the candle and asked: "Do it in two days?"

"Well, but don't poison him, just find a way to get him drunk." Zhao Jue's eyes were heavy.

He was not satisfied with only getting one person. His goal was to get in through the ghost Jinyang and kill more people.

And the main reason for getting the ghost Jinyang drunk was to get his mask. After all, he didn't have more and more detailed information now, so he could only rely on the mask to forge his identity.

Although there were many masks in the space, he didn't know his identity. So, let's spend more time...

The shopkeeper nodded, counted on his fingers, and said with a smile: "No problem, the price... fifty taels."

Zhao nodded, took out a silver ingot, "Remember not to poison him, get him drunk!"

"This is the deposit."